Accompanied by blood killing, with the wailing of the prehistoric world, the rumbling of the war gradually drifted away, until finally, completely disappeared in the starry sky, and the vast star field finally found peace.

The starry sky was broken and stained with blood from the prehistoric world.

When the heavenly beings and cultivators come, there is no sign of Ye Chen and the prehistoric clan.

After defeat, the prehistoric world was defeated again, and it was defeated in a terrible way.

More than a dozen races, a total of tens of thousands, and the Great Sage was no less than a few thousand, but Ye Chen was killed by him and returned home in vain. The remaining less than a thousand people fled to the ancestral land.

The heavenly beings stopped and did not move for a long time, and they looked in awe.

The name of the holy body once again announced the prehistoric world: the heavens in all realms are not uninhabited.

A dead star, Ye Chen appeared, but failed to stand firmly and almost fell to the ground. Although he won a great victory in this battle, he was seriously injured. If it weren't for the Holy Way's return to heaven, he would have fallen long ago.

In the copper furnace, Qian Shangyue walked out in one step and helped Ye Chen.

She saw this bloody battle from beginning to end, and once again saw the domineering power of the ancient holy body. She was the tenth emperor of the Great Chu, no matter where she went, she would not insult the reputation of her ancestors.

"It's okay, I can't die." Ye Chen wiped his blood and sat down tiredly.

Qian Shangyue also sat down, side by side with Ye Chen, but she was always looking sideways intentionally or unintentionally, and peeking at Ye Chen. The distance was so close that he could clearly see Ye Chen's half face.

Under the moonlit night, her beautiful eyes were a little hazy and her mind was dazed.

Looking at Ye Chen today is like looking at Shen Xuanfeng back then.

That year, she was just a little girl, ignorant of the world, and sat side by side with Shen Xuanfeng, just like looking at Ye Chen, looking at Shen Xuanfeng, she didn't know that what she was looking at was the God King of the Killer Divine Dynasty, and she almost killed her mother.

But, that glance, that moment, was love at first sight.

The worldly god king is like a seed, which has sprouted in her heart. Even though she has passed through a great cycle of reincarnation, it is still engraved in her soul. It is love that transcends the reincarnation.

"You can take a look." Ye Chen said, patting the dust on his shoulder.

Qian Shangyue's thoughts were interrupted, and she looked back quickly, and then hurriedly found a topic to hide her inner embarrassment, "It's been seventy years, why haven't you returned to Da Chu, and how can you go to Weiming Da 6?"

"What about you? Why don't you go home?" Ye Chen smiled at Qian Shangyue.

Qian Shangyue said nothing, but just smiled far-fetchedly.

"You see in the Great Six Netherworld, the six paths that meet the disaster." Ye Chen said slowly.

"No wonder, no wonder I'm so similar to you."

"When I was practicing, I and the King of Humans also met the Moon Emperor and became a mortal in response to the disaster."

"I know." Qian Shangyue smiled whispered, "I have also been to that ancient star and also saw Ying Jie's mother. At this moment, Ying Jie's life is already seventy years old and in her twilight years."

"Don't worry, Senior Moon Emperor is so gorgeous that he will definitely be able to pass the disaster."

"I borrow your auspicious words." Qian Shangyue chuckled.

She slowly stood up, "I'm going to go on the road. I'll see you later in the year."

"See you at Da Chu." Ye Chen smiled, gently brushed his hand, and integrated a quasi-emperor sword into Qian Shangyue's body. It was Lin Xing borrowed his quasi-emperor sword. This time he gave it to someone, he said very consciously.

"Thank you." Qian Shangyue soared up and disappeared without refusing.

Looking at Qian Shangyue's departure back, Ye Chen sighed.

Perhaps, Shen Xuanfeng is no longer there.

But Qian Shangyue is still deceiving herself and searching hard for the love of the past.

After closing his eyes, Ye Chen pulled off his bloody clothes.

Then, storage bags were piled up into mountains, all of which were robbed from the prehistoric tribe. There were countless source stones, and there were also many spiritual elixirs and spiritual herbs. Unfortunately, there were no materials for refining the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill. The rest were secret scrolls and magic weapons, which were all extraordinary.

This battle was a great reward, and it was not in vain that he took the risk of killing King Jin.

Speaking of the divine assist, he took out the storage bag of King Jinni, hoping to find the method of stripping away the Emperor Dao. That is the Immortal Method of the Yin Man's God-level Death. If he learns it, he will be like a tiger with wings.

But, unfortunately, the Emperor's Dao was not found to be stripped away.

How could that level of immortal magic be placed in the storage bag? King Jinniu has been buried and is difficult to obtain. The detachment of the imperial path will most likely be lost.

No longer thinking about the matter of King Jinni, he turned over and jumped up and stepped out of the ancient star.

The auction of Netherworld 6 is about to be announced, and there will be a real fire auction, so he cannot miss it.

It’s already night to go back to Netherworld Great 6.

From afar, Ye Chen saw a man standing at the city gate. It was Lin Xing. Don’t get me wrong. He was not here to pick up Ye Chen, but to wait for his quasi-emperor army to return?

Seeing Ye Chen return, this guy came over quickly and reached out his hand very simply, "I'm going to give it back to me with my quasi-emperor sword."

"What Quasi-Emperor Sword?" Ye Chen pretended to be confused.

"Hey." Lin Xing immediately rolled up his sleeves and cursed, "Shameless, right?"

"I have a bad habit. I am so shameless for the sake of my baby."

“#￥%&*￥.”

"It's all brothers, so it's more to talk about money." Ye Chen ignored Lin Xing's big black face, put an arm on Lin Xing's shoulder, and smiled, "The person who is with you!"

"I don't know." Lin Xing's face turned darker.

"Uh." Ye Chen nodded as if nothing had happened, and stuffed Lin Xing into the copper furnace casually. "My quasi-emperor said that he had to capture you, so I will be wronged for the time being."

"Go to your grandma." Lin Xing cursed and wanted to rush out, but was pushed back.

"Happy, life is still very beautiful." Ye Chen patted Lin Xing through the copper stove.

After finishing, he shook his head and walked towards the ancient city.

In the copper furnace, Lin Xing vomited blood. He was not beaten or vomited blood, but was angry or vomited blood.

This world of goddamn things, helped others, and didn't get any benefits, and he suppressed him when he came back. He had never seen such shameless people for many years. Now he was caught. God knows when he will see the light of heaven again. There is no way. Ye Chen has imperial weapons, but he doesn't, that's it.

When Ye Chen entered the ancient city, the first thing he saw was the Immortal Martial Emperor Sword hidden underground.

The Emperor's natal magic weapon is still there, and he is still sleeping.

At this point, Ye Chen didn't know the Emperor's magic weapon, so why was it hidden here?

Two or three seconds later, he stopped his eyes and swept the ancient city with his spiritual sense, but did not show the six paths of response to the disaster.

Helplessly, he looked at the copper furnace and looked at Lin Xing, but he didn't ask. That guy was really angry and asked him, but he wouldn't say anything.

"You didn't see how spectacular the picture of the holy body showing its power."

"A dozen races, thousands of great saints, were killed by one of the holy bodies, and they were defeated."

"Even King Jinniu was instantly killed. How dare you say that there is no one in the heavens?"

"If I had known this drama, I should have come here in advance."

The ancient city of Netherworld is very lively. There is always a person who squirts and spits in the sky. He talks about today's war, and he also brings all the achievements of the holy body before. He tells it seriously, attracting a lot of listeners.

Ye Chen smiled, lowered his cloak and walked past gently.

The streets were bustling with figures, and attics were hung with big red lanterns, shouting and hawking, showing the prosperity of the world.

The auction will only begin tomorrow, and Ye Chen is happy to be relaxed and wanders around the streets.

Along the way, he sighed more than once. There were indeed many monks who came to participate in the auction, including many great masters, including two or three quasi-emperors, who were not revealed or exposed.

He couldn't help but feel a keen interest in the organizer of the auction.

True fire is also auctioned. This alone is enough to prove the other party’s background, and maybe it’s still backed by big forces.

"My friend, I'm really popular and I'll sell you for cheap." When Ye Chen was leaving, a thin old man came towards him. He was thin, with a messy head and a disheveled clothes, showing his sloppy appearance. When he spoke, he whispered his yellow teeth, which was very eye-catching.

"You have real fire?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and swept up and down to measure the thin old man.

"The real price." The thin old man pulled Ye Chen and found a place with few people. It was still mysterious. He looked around first, then raised his sleeves. The sleeves formed a world, which was a world, with flames hanging inside them, and all colors were colorful.

Ye Chen didn't say anything, he leaned closer and stared at him.

At first glance, those flames really look like real fire.

However, those are not real fires, without exception, all are animal fires. But each animal fire has a trace of the origin of the real fire. If it were not experts in the industry, they would really not be able to see it.

Ye Chen touched his chin, looked up and down at the thin old man again, and thought to himself, this guy might really have real fire, otherwise, where would the origin of the true fire in the beast fire come from? Even if there is no true fire, it will definitely be inseparable from the true fire.

"How is it, I didn't lie to you!" The thin old man stroked his beard, "If you want it, I will be cheaper with you. After passing this village, there will be no store."

"You are not authentic when you use the beast fire to fake the real fire and fool the younger generation."

"What kind of beast fire is this true fire."

"Okay, okay, true fire, I want all the real fire in your family, I will offer a price." Ye Chen wanted to laugh when he heard this. It was obviously beast fire, but he pretended to be real fire. He was too lazy to argue. The beast fire was also fire. If it was refined, it could also be integrated into the immortal fire. It was better to have it than not. It was more gathering!

"I want it all, can you afford it?" The thin old man glanced at Ye Chen.

"I'll collect all ten million source stones." Ye Chen took out the storage bag.

"You haven't woken up!" the thin old man cursed, "This is true fire. Every type is priceless treasure. I want to buy it all for ten million. Where are you playing?"

"If you don't sell it, you'll lose it." Ye Chen said, turning his head and leaving.

"No!" The thin old man took a quick step, grabbed Ye Chen again, and his previous expression of beard-blowing staring changed to a smile, "I'll give you a little more, I'll give you too little."

"Ten million, no more, do you like to sell it or not."

"Sell, sell, sell." The thin old man was so straightforward. He put all the flames in storage bags. He was afraid that Ye Chen would regret it, so he gave it to Ye Chen and said with a serious expression. "It just depends on your favor. We will suffer some losses and just make a good relationship."

"I'm so fucking happy to buy so many real fires for 10 million yuan." Ye Chen took it, and after saying that, he patted the thin old man's shoulder, "You old, don't fall into the pit when you walk at night."

"Hey, you little bastard, how do you talk?"

"See you back." Ye Chen had already walked away and waved his hand to the thin old man. If there was no flame to melt, he would not have spent money on the beast fire. If he hadn't been a busy man, he would have been serious and would have paid for the thin old man.

It's not that he can cut five million without breathing.

That is, a rich man like him, if he had used another person to buy animal fire with ten million source stones, it would have cost more money.

However, his reply was really meaningful.

He was sure that the thin old man must have real fire, so he had planted a mark on the thin old man.
Chapter completed!